Lindsay's POV~
2 months later-
Dean finally asked me out, and we were so happy. But then one day he told me he had to leave. He just fucking left me. He told me one hour before he left with his brother Sam.
Dean's POV~
My dad called and said he was coming home. He was going to pick us up to take us on a fucking hunt.
I was so mad but I had to go along with him.
I called Lindsay and I told her I had to talk to her. She said I could come over, and I drove over unhappily, thinking of how I would tell her.
I climbed out of my car and knocked on her door. She flung the door open and looked at me with a concerned look on her face.
"Dean, are you okay?" I clenched my jaw and nodded. She pulled me inside and sat me down next to her on the couch.
"Dean, what's wrong?"
I felt so bad about what was going to happen.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Lindsay."
"Dean, what's wrong, babe??"
"My dad. He's making us leave. I'm so sorry sweetheart."
She just pulled me into a hug and I hugged back tightly.
"I'm sorry, Lindsay."
"It's okay."
But I knew it wasn't.
-45 minutes later-
My phone went off. I looked over and saw Sammy texted me.
Dad's getting ready to leave, hurry
I looked at Lindsay sadly.
"I have to go."
"Okay."
"I'm sorry."
